Chasing my Bestfriend × Lover
“Te amo, Gabe! Ich liebe dich! Saranghae!”
Adrian, oblivious, chuckled, a sound of pure contentment. But I saw it. I saw the way Gayle’s eyes lingered on his profile, the subtle tightening of her embrace, the unspoken weight she imbued into those words. She wasn’t merely repeating them; she was delivering them, a whispered confession disguised as mimicry. Adrian, in his innocent, open way, seemed utterly unaware, his focus on the lighthearted banter. My fists clenched at my sides, the muscles in my jaw tightening to the point of pain.
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